I use to long for your touch but now it sickens me,

Your kisses feel like razors slicing my heart repeatedly,

Your eyes could read the very core of my soul,

Surprisingly your telling me that our love has turned ice-cold,

Asking how and when did I stop loving you,

The ironic part is the love stopped because of the things you do,

I no longer enjoy our sexual experiences it damn near feels like rape,

My body and soul no longer belong to you therefore my sex you must take,

I’m so damaged right now I can’t tell if my world is real or fake,

I’ve created so many different worlds from your reality to escape,

It almost feels like being trapped under water I can’t breathe,

Screaming and fighting for you to let me go or for you to leave,

I can’t figure out why you holding on so tight we know you don’t care,

I’m so relevant to your life you say but yet your girlfriends don’t know I’m there,

Keeping up with appearances with the family like everything is fine,

I’m sitting there zombie like I’ve locked myself into my mind,

I can feel the stares from your guests as if I was in a show,

Tapping on my corneas screaming tell him to let me go,

Wait,,,where are you guys going,,why can’t you hear,,can anyone else see,

This is my personal but yet private prison this is some place I don’t want to be,

Crying all alone but my tears seem to never fall from my face,

Wishing for the day when you can find someone else to take my place,

“I’m tired of this situation!” ,I scream as I undress and begin to lie on the bed,

Positioning my body perfectly so you can see me as I put your gun to my head,

The look of defeat is priceless on your face, bye-bye dear your prisoner is now DEAD!!